When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 181 Switch Them Back

Sean still held hope for Stella, until Calvin’s men brought him to the address that was supposed to deceive Stella.

Upon seeing a group of policemen concealed within the bushes, Sean, seated inside the black sedan, couldn’t believe his eyes.

“See? That woman never intended to save you. More than that, she has been using you all along.” the bodyguard assigned to guard Sean said.

Sean shook his head. “I don’t believe it. Her phone might have been tapped!”

The bodyguard didn’t expect Sean to be unwilling to accept the truth even now.

The task given by Calvin was to have Sean see Stella’s true colors. Since he hadn’t done so yet, they could take their time. They had plenty of it.

The bodyguard drove away from this place, leaving those who came to capture Sean empty- handed.

Stella had thought that Sean would get caught. Surprisingly, he managed to escape once again.

She couldn’t help but worry, unsure of what to do at that moment.

At Daltonia Villa, after being discharged from the hospital, Cecilia received a phone call from Vivian.

The first thing she heard was Jonathan’s concerned voice. “Mommy, have you been doing all right lately?”

Cecilia had explicitly advised Calvin against mentioning the car accident to Vivian and Jonathan.

Therefore, Jonathan was unaware that she had been involved in a car accident.

“Yeah,” Cecilia replied gently. “How are you at school? Did you behave yourself? Did you cause any trouble for Ms. Kennedy?”Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mommy, I’m not a three–year–old kid anymore,” Jonathan said seriously.

He glanced around the disheveled room, his gaze lingering on Vivian, who remained engrossed in her legal documents. A quiet sigh escaped him.

Mommy doesn’t know, but in reality, I’m the one taking care of Ms. Kennedy.

I have to say, Ms. Kennedy… is really kind of stupid.

As Jonathan was lost in thought, Vivian noticed his gaze. Clutching a beginner’s law book, she gave him a playful grin..

Yeah, she’s stupid.

After chaming with him for a while, Cecilia asked him to hand the phone everto Vivian.

Jonathan approached Vivian, reluctantly handing her the phone.

“Mommy wants to talk to you.”

“Okay.”

Vivian, with a book in one hand, took the call with the other.

“Ceci, don’t worry about jon. He’s doing well. You wouldn’t believe it, but he’s got the whole preschool listening to him… Vivian then recounts the recent happenings of Jonatham at school.

Cecilia listened quienly

She felt a little guilty than she couldn’t always be there for her two children and see them grow up

As they engaged in deep conversation, time seemed to fly by. Vivian was making plans. Once the lawsuit was over, they would embark on an impromptu journey together.

Even though she knew it would be a long journey, Cecilia agreed.

Before they hung up the phone, Jonathan reminded her to drink milk and take vitamins, among other things.

Cecilia felt a warmth in her heart..

Nathaniel left the house in the afternoon. There was no telling when he would return.

Cecilia wanted to take a good rest, so she rolled around in the garden.

Cecilia had designed Daltonia Villa’s gadiem, but Nathaniel’s aversion to vibrant colors resulted in

a drastic overhaul. The once–blossoming paradise now harbored only flowerless plants, rendering it as cold and austere as Nathaniel himself.

While she was strolling, she suddenly spotted a bunch of wild daisies in a corner.

She stopped and quietly observe them.

When Nathaniel returned, he didn’t find her in the living room or bedroom. Upon stepping outside, he discovered her, lost in thought, gazing at a wildflower in the corner of the yard.

He couldn’t help but recall the year they first got married. She was covered in dirt, proudly showing off the various colorful flowers she had planned in the garden.

Back then, all he said in a cold tone was, “Switch them back.”

That night, she silently shed tears as she pulled out the flowers she had painstakingly planted.

Nathaniel didn’t disturb Cecilia; instead, he returned to the living room and called the butler at Painsworth Manor.

“Mr. Liam, invite some gardeners over tonight to plant some flowers.”